But far more numerous was the herd of stfch Who think too little and who talk too much.

John Dryden
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  1. I am sore wounded but not slain I will lay me down and bleed a while And then rise up to fight again

  2. But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.

  3. Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow; He who would search for pearls, must dive below.

  4. Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves: who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.

  5. For you may palm upon us new for old: All, as they say, that glitters, is not gold.

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